Music I Love
Week 38 – Thankful Tuesdays
Memories have this strange way of bringing a smile out of nothing. Music is a big part of my life. Granted, I can’t hold a tune to save my life, but I listen to songs every day, and it feels odd if I don’t. A memory which has music in it and that comes immediately to mind is my 11th standard fest. Our gang of eight or nine occupied an empty classroom afterward and had fun just singing merrily. The songs were from recent movies, and I used to buy a lot of cassettes those days. So I had sung too, having memorized the lyrics which I loved.
Another memory is singing along with my sister to the Westlife song, “I Lay My Love on You”. We’re both big fans of Westlife even now. And there was this automated music selection channel that our cable operator provided. We just had to call, then hear the voice, see press the keypad on the phone to select what song we wanted to see played on TV. That was the first and only time our call went through, and we chose and sang along to it.
When you know your college life is coming to a close, and you don’t have a lot of time to enjoy with friends, who may go to places far and away, you take a chance and forget you can’t hold a tune. I remember playing antakshari with my classmates on the way back from college one night. Last semester of engineering, last fest, and we were returning after 9pm. The teachers in our college bus told us to have fun, and we did. I remember singing Phoolon ka Taaron Ka, and laughing along with my friends on the ninety minute journey.
Even today, my mobile has the MP3s of those days, for they have memories too. And the songs that come these days are not very interesting or worth singing along to, I feel. Music is as much therapeutic as writing for me. I wouldn’t leave it for anything. I’m thankful for its presence in my life.
(© 22nd September 2015)